What kind of occasion is this?
This is the birthday banquet of the teacher’s mother, everyone writes poems to celebrate the birthday, what is your intention to write two “Nai Ho” in a row?
I’m just kidding, there’s a limit to how much you can lose your temper!
This is outrageous!
A group of students were filled with righteous indignation, indignant at what Zhu Ping An had done, expressing their indignation and contempt with their eyes and sighs.
However
What happened next made them even more indignant, and those with explosive tempers were about to explode in anger.
Because Zhu Pingan, he, he, he wrote three more words “Nai Ruo He”.
By now, the first line of Zhu Pingan’s “Congratulating Master Mother’s Birthday” had been written out: “Naihe Naihe Naiwuohe”.
The crowd was about to explode, Zhu Ping An was too much, this is a birthday poem, labelled as “Congratulating the birthday of the master and mother”, but even wrote something like “Nai He Nai He Nai Ruo He”, full of negativity, dishevelledness and disillusionment, this is what kind of birthday poem ah.
The scene was in an uproar.
Lady Xu turned her head to look at Xu Shi, Xu Shi slightly smiled, reached out to cover the lady’s hand, gently rubbed twice.
“Zi Hou, what kind of birthday poem is this?”The cup in Xu Fan’s hand was about to lose its end.
“A birthday poem.”Zhu Pingan returned in a serious manner.
A birthday wishing poem?!!!
Bullsh*t!
The crowd all fought for Xu Gan!
However, the crowd’s contempt, dissatisfaction and indignation didn’t affect Zhu Pingan’s play, in the midst of the crowd’s indignation, Zhu Pingan’s play was super stable, well, he put up his pen and started another line, and wrote two more words.
That’s right.
Still the word “Naihe”.
Crazy.
This guy, Zhu Ping An, must be crazy.
You crazy person, are you going to ruin the birthday banquet of your master? The crowd at this moment simply hated to shove Zhu Pingan’s head into the ink stone!
Another “Naihe”, Xu Fan was completely messed up.
Zhang Juzheng stroked his chin with his right hand, his brows knit tightly as he looked at Zhu Pingan without blinking.
In the midst of a crowd of indignation and dissent, Zhu Pingan’s smile remained on his face, his right hand held the brush and waved it again, raising his pen to complete the second sentence, his brush was skilful, his strokes were as flowing as clouds and water, and he was able to wield it freely.
“Naihe today the rain is pouring down”.
Although he didn’t write “Nai He” again, the crowd’s criticism and indignation towards Zhu Ping An didn’t diminish in the slightest.
Although you didn’t write “Naihe” again, your line “Naihe Today Rain Pouring” is still full of negativity, decadence, and spoiled fun, and this is a birthday poem, with the first line “Naihe Naihe Nai Ruohe” and the second “Naihe Today Rain Pouring”.The first line is “Nai He Nai Wuo He” and the second line is “Nai He Today’s Pouring Rain”, which is full of negativity and decadence, not to mention the fact that you have already written half of the poem, but it is not related to the birthday celebration at all.
What kind of person is this?
What kind of person is this?
You still have a smile on your face!
Your mentor has treated you like a mountain of kindness, and this is how you repay your mentor? If I were you, I would have already hung myself to thank my master.
The crowd shook their heads, sighed and sighed, and the urge to shove Zhu Ping An’s head into the ink stone intensified.
After writing the second line, Zhu Pingan dipped the brush into the ink once again, then without pausing for a second, he once again stroked the brush like flying, like a dragon riding the wind to break the waves, and a phoenix following the wind to soar in the nine heavens, and in one breath, he wrote the third line of the poem as well:
“Pouring rain to wish for the birthday of Master Mother.”
After Zhu Pingan wrote out this line of the poem, a small sound of surprise rang out from the crowd in the lobby.
“Huh?”
“This?”
“It seems a bit meaningful.”
After the crowd saw Zhu Pingan’s third line, they couldn’t help but whisper in surprise, once this third line came out, this birthday poem seemed to have some meaning, the negativity and decadence of the first two lines seemed to have been cut down quite a bit.
Although it was not as good as the birthday poem made by the crowd in front of them, but it finally had a little bit of the appearance of a birthday poem.
The indignation in the hearts of the crowd subsided slightly, and when they looked at Zhu Pingan again, they had the feeling of watching the prodigal son return. Although this prodigal son was still unproductive, unkempt, and unreliable, at least he was willing to turn back.
Before the crowd’s surprise disappeared, Zhu Pingan once again dipped his pen in ink and finished the last line of the poem in a single stroke, and when he finally finished, he paused gently downwards, and then violently lifted his pen to retrieve it, just like a divine dragon swinging its tail and a phoenix spreading its wings!
At this point, the whole poem jumps off the page.
Congratulations on the Birthday of the Master’s Mother
Naihe Naihe can be naihe.
The rain is pouring down today.
Pouring rain for the birthday of my teacher’s mother.
Her birthday is more than the pouring rain.
Zhu Pingan withdrew his pen, and the hall was quiet, so quiet that even a pin falling to the ground could be heard clearly.
Such a quiet atmosphere lasted for a full two seconds, and after two seconds, the hall came alive like boiling water.
“Huh? Good!”
“This ……Paint the dragon’s eyes ah! Great poem!”
“So this is how you can also write a birthday poem! Scholar Lang deserves to be Scholar Lang, this mastery of words is truly exceptional.”
“Hahaha, this poem really has three twists and turns, and the last line in particular is the finishing touch, which instantly lifts the whole poem out of the dust and sublimates it, it’s really a rare birthday celebration masterpiece.”
“I said, the teacher treats Scholarship Lang grace heavy into God, how could Scholarship Lang in the teacher’s mother birthday banquet to make a fool of it. Oh, Scholar Lang is really bold and humorous, he intentionally made a birthday poem to cheer up.”
After the crowd returned to their senses, they all clapped their hands.
Everyone was under Xu Shi’s disciples, at first, they were only indignant that Zhu Pingan, the youngest disciple, had written a “Nai He” at his mother’s birthday banquet, and thought that he was just playing with his temper, being naughty, and not knowing any better, but now that the misunderstanding had been cleared up, and that Zhu Pingan’s poem, which was both humorous and wonderful, was a rare and good birthday poem, the crowd did not begrudge them for their efforts.So the crowd did not mince words in their praise.
Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen were both salty and accommodating.
The dullness of the room instantly swept away, the atmosphere warm, reached the climax of the whole banquet.
Both expected and unexpected, Zhang Juzheng looked at the birthday poem made by Zhu Pingan, his expression was a little complicated, after a moment of silence along with the crowd clapped his hands.
“Haha, Zi Hou, you kid can do it.”
Xu Fan laughed as he came to Zhu Pingan’s side and vigorously slapped Zhu Pingan on the shoulder, “Do you know, you just scared me. Still thinking about how I’m going to plead with you if my mother gets angry.”
“Thank you, Shiyi brother for thinking of me.”
Zhu Pingan arched his hand and thanked Xu Gan, then pointed to the teacup in Xu Gan’s hand and asked with a hefty grin, “Oh, has Shiyi brother finished his tea yet, I wonder if Pingan still needs to be punished for the three cups of wine he was late for?”
“Count your kid’s luck.”Xu Gan shook the teacup in his hand, half a cup of tea inside spinning along with the cup.
“Hehe, many thanks to Brother Shi.”Zhu Pingan smiled and arched his hand in thanks.
“Cluck cluck cluck cluck …… you this student ah, really a monkey’s best monkey’s best. This whole scene, just teach people to remember his poem, want to forget can not forget ……” On the first place, Lady Xu used a handkerchief to cover her lips, sideways smiling and whispering with Xu Shi.
Xu step smiled but did not say anything.
